Sunday morning has become my blogging morning. I've evolved into this time and scheduled space due to multiple reasons, including it typically fits into my and our cats' routines best. But, that's just trivial information, instead of belaboring those points, I've got a special post to make you smile. Trust me, by the end of… Continue reading Say Cheese to Reasons to Smile as We Age
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All Eyes on the Mysterious Elements of Owning Rental Properties
Mr. and I have been landlords for over 20 years. With 20 years under our reconstruction belts, we thought we had discovered every mysterious element of the crappy stuff we could encounter. After flushing out the lists of ups and downs we've dealt with, not too many things scare us anymore. That was the case… Continue reading All Eyes on the Mysterious Elements of Owning Rental Properties
How a Mouse Totaled Our Durango
Every foggy morning has its fleeting kind of moments: some good, some bad. On a particularly dense and misty morning, a mouse made an appearance IN our house. A big fat one according to my trusted eyewitness. Mr.: "I just saw a big fat mouse run across the room and into my office closet." Me:… Continue reading How a Mouse Totaled Our Durango
My Chilling Advice to Newlyweds
This morning, as I wondered what I'd write about for Linda's creative prompt of “back of the fridge," I heard a scary noise in the kitchen that wouldn't stop. I didn't think it was a mouse, I'd blocked their way into this spot. Creatively, too, by the way! The noise was coming from the back… Continue reading My Chilling Advice to Newlyweds
Vintage or Not, Those Boxes are Still a Tripping Hazard
Why in the world would there be boxes everywhere? Oh, yes, because it's the 3rd time we're (I'm) preparing for a thrift sale this year. That's a LOT of thrift sale time, aka, staycation time. You'd think I would've used the previous two + years of a forced staycation to get that kind of clutter-removing… Continue reading Vintage or Not, Those Boxes are Still a Tripping Hazard
Out with the old sponge, in with the new
I'm smiling because I finally opened up the new sponge I got from Santa Claus. But for the life of me, I wish I could remember which blogger recommended the Scrub Daddy sponge so I could share the joy with that blogger. SO if you're that blogger, please step up and chime in. - Thank… Continue reading Out with the old sponge, in with the new